andhumanslovedstories:

andhumanslovedstories:

The Simpsons should end already so a bunch of people who used to watch it but don’t anymore watch the finale, which then triggers an extremely specific group of people with extremely specific things wrong with them get weird about it. I would like to see that. Gif sets. People posting favorite quotes. People being like oh yikes yikes yikes I knew some of this wasn’t going to age well but damn. A 20k Moe/Milhouse fanfic that launches a shipping juggernaut.Tumblr user springinspringfield with shaking hands types up a three thousand word post on how Bart Simpson was always written to be trans coded. And I wanna read that post and be like “yup argument checks out” and incorporate it into my sincerely held belief system

There’s a genuine discussion to be had about Smithers’ place in the queer canon and I think it should be held by teens who were not alive when the show started airing but nevertheless make very confident statements about the 90s

kushblazer666:

happy tuesday morning everybody i just listened to the purity ring cover of better off alone and spontaneously burst into tears

That tweaked pec is really bugging me today – it makes it uncomfortable to breathe in too deep and expand my lungs, so no smashing or even much bending over – so just some light yard stuff, digging up the dirt I laid for a backdoor ramp to Blueberry Hill and leveling out the plateau where the actual blueberry plants will go

naziswithcats:

Peter, mascot of the German submarine U-953 during WW2

U-953 surrendered intact in 1945, so Peter presumably survived the war

glaceongirlsmile:

reblog this to pet the user you reblogged from please

Suspect a lot of my anatomy developed in its mature form in an environment of higher body fat and as I continue to lose it stuff on my insides is gonna find itself not under expected strain or rubbing closer unbuffered and I’m gonna have a lot of little hinky stuff until it readjusts over a few years

kontextmaschine:

Yeah, there’s that, but I’ve noticed it lately too. It really felt like it was building up to a mania a month and change back (my normal cycle is around 6 months) but then it disappointed and in retrospect the intense imminent expectation of it might have been the mania? And then things started to slope down afterwards.

But my manias have actually been pretty irregular since the personality change, no two the same, so ???

I honestly think it might be I’ve been having stronger coffee this week. Hm, if the anxiety zeroing is stripping the badfeel and making it hard to notice when I’m tired, maybe it’s also leading me to underappreciate overcaffeinization (which I’m tempted to by the sleep deficit I’m building unnoticed)? Hmm.

Yeah I was a lighter hand with the Javy cold brew 30X concentrate syrup this morning and I’m def. a lot less intense for it.

Huh, the fat has receded enough that the muscle of the forearm is now apparent in profile

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Pawpaw seed update:

Had strange experience—with one of my sprouting seeds, I had to *cut* the little seedling’s emerging leaves out of the seed. The baby plant had fully lifted the seed out of the ground but it looked like the leaves couldn’t split the seed open.

The baby plant seems fine now, I’m surprised my surgery didn’t kill it.

My hypothesis is that the seed is supposed to soften and decompose through dampness, but these seeds were too dry.

Makes me wonder if pawpaw seeds are said to lose viability when they dry out because they don’t sprout, or because the seedling gets stuck and can’t emerge.

Also wondering if I should take an xacto knife and cut the existing seeds along their length so the baby plant can split them open.

Information on the propagation of plants and seeds is soooooo lacking on the internet and often not even accurate

I still don’t know what the deal with “red oaks need to stratify, white oaks sprout in fall immediately” is. It seems to me like every acorn sprouts a taproot immediately as soon as they’re damp and covered up with leaves.

I checked some of the pawpaw seeds I left outside over the winter and it looks like with some of them the seed’s outside has naturally split lengthwise. Interesting…

Meanwhile a bunch of my acorns have been dug up by birds or squirrels…after sprouting! WTF!

But I have 4 oak sprouts that are budding little leaves so I’m optimistic that there will be more

It’s so crazy how much info about plants can only be learned by Going Outside.

For example, common wisdom appears to hold that most perennials die back to the rootstock in winter, but i’ve observed that in many Asteraceae, they just hang onto the basal rosette of leaves all winter long and regrow leaves when frost kills them.

It’s not an “unseasonable weather” thing—it got EXTREMELY cold here for a while, and plenty of my plants did show the expected behavior, but asters seem to keep some leaves throughout winter. Frost tolerance varies a lot. Frost asters legitimately do not give a fuck about cold, I don’t know why, they just don’t freeze. Yarrow also hangs onto leaves throughout winter but doesn’t actively grow, and leaves unprotected by weeds get frostbit.

Red deadnettle (non-native) grows the leaf part in fall and literally just hangs out all winter until blooming in early spring and dying back over the summer. That’s so weird! Deadnettle is effectively “dormant” over summer instead of winter.

I can’t think of a native plant that does this exactly, that’s the weird part.

It’s really crazy how plants have different forms of foliage situationally. The basal leaves on Frost Aster that persist over winter look nothing at all like the dense, bushy foliage of the plant that abruptly starts growing up in midsummer, and the leaves that sprout off the initial vertical stem are different too. Chicory looks just like dandelion until in May or so, it starts to grow these tall, woody stems.

And you know how elementary school teaches you about “seed leaves” looking different from regular leaves? Well, it’s even more complicated, because many trees have these “transitional” leaves that don’t look like the adult leaves OR the seed leaves.

Baby sycamores don’t have the palmate leaves of adults. You have to look at the leaf edges and the way the leaves face to identify them, it’s like a sycamore leaf with only one central vein. Baby tulip poplar leaves have no pointed tips. They look like a pair of butt cheeks.

It’s interesting how these two trees are very ancient families, living fossils dating from the Cretaceous period, and with trees that evolved more recently, like maples, the early leaves look almost just like the adult ones. Is this an ancient trait that mostly disappeared in modern plants? It’s so interesting…

Painstakingly relaying my pawpaw growing experiences to Farmer Family Friend, because he has given me many priceless insights of a similar sort. This is how humans did science before we had science, huh.

Farming, gardening, and growing is nothing but endless hypothesis, experiment, conclusion, repeat.

Along with astronomy, our symbiosis with plants is the cradle of science. Nature constantly controls and manipulates variables in an infinite, repeating cycle as the seasons and weather change.

Farmer Family Friend is 100% the smartest person I know (even if he nearly sets himself on fire more often than the average person). The guy has straight-up invented and built/crafted so many tools, devices, and systems, he knows all the trees and transplants trees with the skill and delicacy of a surgeon, he knows all the birds and plants and bugs, and has so many outrageous anecdotes that you never quite know how much is exaggeration and embellishment

“Old lady with a big garden” and “extremely talkative working class guy” are together the backbone of society

“People trust personal anecdotes more than impersonal statistics” is a feature, not a bug, of human nature. With some topics nowadays, *I* will trust personal anecdotes more than impersonal statistics

It’s been a really mind-expanding thing to learn the ways of the plants—it’s changed the way I think about the concepts of intelligence and knowledge.

I’ve been on team “oral tradition is just as valid as written record, stop being a little bitch about Indigenous history” for a long time, but now that’s evolved into “We still rely on knowledge maintained exclusively by unbroken chains of personal transmission from teacher to learner, we just culturally can’t SEE it.”

Some knowledge literally cannot be transmitted using written words. Martial arts and dance would not exist if we actually depended entirely on writing to transmit learning. The knowledge of how correctly executing a technique feels in your body has to be experienced.

Knowing the plants is also like this—the “knowledge” is mostly a collection of inputs from the senses, instead of capital-F Facts, or at least the Facts are so tangled up in more obscure “senses” that the two cannot function independently. To understand soil you have to touch it. The amount of information our language neatly boxes under “how a thing feels” is really incredible—by touching the soil, you can tell how dense it is, how well it holds together, how wet it is, what its temperature is, what its texture and structural qualities are like.

If you touch a leaf, you take in so much information about it—about the surface of the leaf, the structure and texture of the leaf. How easily your fingertips slide over the surface, whether it feels soft and fuzzy or prickly or greasy or smooth.

But there’s also the smell of the leaf. The sound of the leaf. The movement of the leaf—and if you’re not Experiencing, it’s not at all intuitive that plants move, but of course they move, constantly, stirred by wind or the disturbance of animals, and they all have a distinct movement. Light interacts differently with plants. The dapples of dappled shade are diverse.

The characteristics of every leaf dropped in fall are different. Leaves crunch differently. They curl differently. They rot differently. They pile up differently, they get wet differently. They travel on the wind different distances from the tree, and are gathered up by thickets of weeds differently.

The mathematics of the plant world is so deeply beautiful. We couldn’t help but invent geometry. You have heard that plants arrange their leaves differently, but this is only half of the truth—the arrangement is actually movement and iteration. As a plant sprouts and grows, it generates new leaves. Some plants unfurl a pair of leaves, and then a second, perpendicular pair, and so on. Some sprout up leaves in an elegant spiral up the stem. Some zigzag. For example, maples pair, sycamores spiral, and redbuds zigzag. As plants grow, they branch; a tree is an enormously complicated fractal, a sketch of the lines of its movement, a testimony to its history.

It’s so goddamn hard to learn to identify plants with a book because plants have to be experienced. A picture doesn’t move, it doesn’t have sounds or texture, it isn’t played with by the light. From a picture, an American sycamore is confusable with a maple; in reality they are nothing alike. The heavy, leathery rattle of the sycamore’s leaves is nothing like the clean rushing rustle of the maple.

Tree-of-heaven and black walnut look almost the same, but they are impossible to confuse: tear off a handful of leaves. The cloying, spicy muskiness of the walnut is unique and unmistakable, as is the oily reek of tree-of-heaven, like peanut butter mixed with the smell of a moldy basement.

The English language isn’t good at talking about this stuff. I learn to distinguish similar plants on vibes, and have to think very hard to figure out what i’m recognizing.

almavio:

Il fiore delle Mille e una notte (A Thousand and One Nights / Arabian Nights), dir. Pier Paolo Pasolini, 1974

apollopigeon:

She said she wasn’t sure what to make of the breakup reports. “They’ve been so private in their relationship that I don’t know that there’s going to be any sort of confirmation other than, like, she might make some comment at a show, or he’s going to show up at a show,” Ms. Chadwick said.

https://www.nytimes.com/2023/04/10/style/taylor-swift-joe-alwyn-breakup-reports.html?smid=nytcore-ios-share&referringSource=articleShare

Taylor Swift Fans Grapple With Breakup Reports

She will probably write an album about it like every other past relationship?

@kontextmaschine

I mean I don’t know that she’s explicitly said it but she’s been revisiting her older stuff a lot lately – on the Taylor’s Versions, Evermore seeing high school drama through more mature eyes, Midnights and the Eras Tour – and she’s been quite clear in subtext that the “Taylor Allison Swift meets a new man, falls in love, has an intense relationship, breaks up intensely, processes intense drama into writing material, all on short turnaround, repeat CONSTANTLY” era was a matter of untreated BPD.

And that now she’s aware, and handling that stuff in a more mature and productive way, it would be weird if she didn’t channel the experience into one or a few songs somehow, but I doubt it would define the album.

obiternihili:

tchaikovskaya:

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noraguthrie-deactivated20211117:

I don’t think helping blind people is what prevents the dismantling of nuclear weapons

i mean it was probably her brother on accident and the parents covered it up misguidedly to prevent losing both kids in one night

the Veronica Mars theory

sosbrutalism:

With the start into the new week, we want to share a new project in the database: The cemetery extension in Jesi by Leonardo Ricci. The entire complex is pervaded by phantastical shapes and what appear to be optical curvatures caused by oblique design elements. 

Leonardo Ricci: Cemetery extension, Jesi, Italy, 1984–1994 

https://sosbrutalism.org/cms/21017587 

Photos: © Stefano Perego @stepegphotography 

she-got-grit:

I’m this many years old

generalgrievousdatingsim:

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generalgrievousdatingsim:

the one experience that unites all 90s and early 2000s kids is experiencing at least one work of fiction with a deceptively adorable illustration of cute animals on the cover who live in societies with an established political system, hierarchy of leadership and culture and are driven from their homes by human activity and/or engage in violent conflicts with other animals in similar communities that lead to many of the characters’ brutal deaths, which are described in graphic detail and which left you briefly emotionally traumatized by being confronted with the concept of your own fragile mortality before you were 10

the 4 horsemen

it has been brought to my attention that this was an ENTIRE GENRE of children’s fiction for some reason

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centrally-unplanned:

In Search of Romance? Try Moving Abroad.

I love deconstructing ‘lifestyle’ articles like these, they are such a gold mine of biases and narrative formation by the chattering classes. Here we have a wonderful premise:

Now, Ms. Margo is living a dream of many American women who are seeking relationships abroad, some of whom cite the toxic dating scene in the United States

Well, no objection from me that the US has toxic dating norms. But, hm, idk, 'many women’ - is this a true trend amoung the American Female? Lets see who this article features:

Ms. Margo fell in love with the city (and its men). She found a gig teaching English in Paris and moved there after she graduated from Sarah Lawrence College in May 2019.

Okay, not *that* crazy but I do think I know what kind of Sarah Lawrence grad gap years in Paris before her law degree;

For Cindy Sheahan…At the end of 2017, she quit her job and traveled throughout Southeast Asia for leisure, and she started using Tinder.

That isn’t…most people can’t list as their full time job “Dating in Thailand”;

For Frantzces Lys…she started a podcast called “Chronicles Abroad” with her co-host, who had met Ms. Williams, 40, in Malaysia. In 2018, Ms. Lys interviewed Ms. Williams, the founder of a consultancy, and the two kept in touch. They started dating years later.

Oh yeah the extremely relatable situation of a podcast host and boutique consultancy founder travelling to Mayalsia!!

“When you decide to just live your life for yourself, you actually end up stumbling upon people that match your energy and the same ideals and values,” said Ms. Lys, a 42-year-old founder of a wellness company.

Oh a wellness company, who hasn’t founded one of those!!! And a link to their company, wow thanks NYT, that was definitely gonna be my follow-up for Ms. Lys:

Cepee Tabibian, who moved to Madrid at 35 from Austin, Texas, felt similarly.

Okay that could be normal, what do she d-

In 2020, she met her partner, who is Spanish. Now, she is the founder of She Hit Refresh, a community that helps women over the age of 30 move to a different country.

Jesus fucking Christ none of these people are real. They are full-hog in the industry of packaging and selling their Life of Insight & Discovery for $500 an hour over zoom sessions to non profits hosting leadership seminars, their dating isn’t dating its brand management. I doubt don’t they authentically love their life but this, shockingly, is not a trend, is not a sample, is not ethnographic data, this is an ad buy by a sliver of globe-trotting wealthy woman masquerading as journalism.

Absolutely the only relatable person is:

Alexis Brown, for example, noticed a lack of “effort and intention” from the men she was dating in Atlanta, where she attended Spelman College.

When she traveled across Europe for vacation from October 2022 to January 2023, however, the people she dated made it clear that they wanted to spend time with her.

Who takes way more words than is necessary to tell me she had a polycule stretching from Paris to Prague during her study abroad, which, good for her, that is what study abroad is for. Shockingly, this is not a new development in the collegiate experience!

Buried amoung the branded bullshit is Alexis’s real gem and the only true 'thesis’ of the article:

“The dating culture in the U.S. is that it’s cool and normalized to be indifferent to someone and not really express how you genuinely feel,” Ms. Brown, 23, said.

Which is essentially that in Europe people will “express emotion” unlike the cold, busy America. I don’t doubt this, but I would hope a writer at the NYT’s could have slightly more social awareness; the 'reason’ Americans do not “express emotion” is that if they did you would dump them right on their ass on the first date.

Someone telling you, to quote Ms Margo:

“This one guy was like, ‘I ran through traffic just to look into your eyes once, and if you don’t want to go on a date with me, I can die happy knowing that I just met you,’” said Ms. Margo, a 28-year-old English teacher from Los Angeles.

As an opening line is cringe and uncomfortable, because they do not know you. They are lying and you know they are lying, it is a horrible foundation for a long term relationship. American dating norms have been hammering this lesson home on every participant (but if we are being honest, its primarily women hammering this home on men) and it is probably right to do. Anyone who does this lacks credibility.

But when you are in ~*Paris*~, you don’t care about their credibility, because you lack it yourself. You are on vacation, you have no future, just a sequential present. If the guy who tells you your eyes are his world turns out to be a clingly failson who requires at least a blowjob a day to keep his mood stable, you can just *get up and leave the country*, you cannot be trapped because nothing is keeping you there. By placing an ocean between yourself and your social standing you can radically changes your standards.

And you know what, there is something to that! Maybe the 18-point-checklist you mentally process every Tinder swipe through as you plan out your dream wedding on Cape Cod to a status-swollen ghost in a Tom Ford speckle-gray blazer while on lunch break from your quant analysis job at a digital marketing start-up in Chelsea isn’t the best baggage to bring into a first date! Through radically shifting your social context it might be possible to jar your brain out of what is holding it back. Its not what you found in Paris, but what you left behind in America, that could actually make a difference… and that reality could give this article some heft.

But then say that instead of trying to sell me on the idea that:

For Ms. Margo, a Black woman who attended predominantly white institutions throughout her school years, she felt ignored in the United States, as if she “was not an option,” she said. In Paris she felt seen.

France is less racist than the campus of Sarah Fucking Lawrence against black people. No wonder the humanities are dying if they are teaching this level of self awareness.

Back in the late 2000s wasn’t there a PUA type in the Roissy orbit who wrote “Bang” travel guides of Eastern and Central European countries (Baltics too) from a pulling-tail perspective, in the context of lamenting that American women were ruined?

Feels like my belly is going from an overstuffed bag to a merely stuffed one

Garbage – Temptation Waits (1998)